Christmas in Harlem

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Lenox Ave to St. Nick, never seen St. Nick,

just niggas selling the same nicks, the same bricks. 

Same hustlers running up to Broadway,

that's where the snow's at, taste it. Foreplay. 

No turkey or greens, just Jimbo's

Christmas lights and project windows. 

Shouts to the coldest on my barometer;

Berkman, Shapiro, Kalina. Chanukah (my lawyers).


Via G.O.O.D. Fridays

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